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I never understood the draw of Facebook.  I heard many people talk about it, and I just did not get it.  What exactly is the purpose of this public forum to announce what I am making for dinner, or where I am going on Saturday?  More importantly, who the hell cares?  I know I am not the busiest Mom on the planet, but I have enough in my life to care about and nurture.  I work full time, have a couple kids that are busy with things and still have to maintain a household.  You know, feed my kids,  clean my house, pay the bills, run the errands, that kind of thing.  Oh, and tend to my blog!  I certainly do not need one more thing draining my attention. 

That is, until now.  After several “friend requests” through my email, I finally gave it a shot.  I signed up.  Once I was there, I thought everyone was a complete whack-a-do!  Seriously?  People spend time actually doing this?  Why should I care that so and so is getting ready to pick up her kids from school?  What is so special about that?  Don’t we all do that every single day?  Ugh. Whatever.   I cancelled my account.  Simple as that. 

Then came more comments from friends and relatives. “Hey, are you on Facebook?”  I gave it another honest try, and then it happened.   I re-connected with one of my best childhood friends.  Someone I have thought about many times the last twenty five years.  Because I cannot grasp the fact that I am now forty years old, I also cannot grasp the fact that it has been twenty five years since I last saw my friend!  Twenty five years? Seriously?

My friend grew up in the neighborhood that I now live in and I spent many Saturday afternoons hanging out at her house, playing, riding bikes,  having sleep overs.   Every time I drive past  that house, I  think about her and wonder where she is, what she was doing and how her life has turned out thus far.   And now, thanks to Facebook, I know! 

My old childhood friend, Leslie,  is living in California.  She is even more gorgeous than I could even imagine.  Her children are just as beautiful.  Her life sounds exciting and it is just as I would have imagined it to be because we mid westerners automatically think that everyone that lives in California must know someone famous, live near someone famous or is just…  famous!  My friend moved from Los Angeles to Malibu and now calls Santa Monica home.  She once worked for Vogue Magazine and  is married to a television producer and runs into “famous” people at the grocery store.   I hate to sound like such a celebrity stalker, but I am fascinated that my childhood friend calls someone like Brooke Burke a grown up friend.  Uh-huh,  that Brooke Burke!  My husband is suddenly interested in Facebook and wants to know what he  has to do to have Brooke Burke be his friend!  Whatever.

So now, we have exchanged emails and are starting to correspond and catch up and learn what each other has been up to over the years.  Being that it is a small world and all, my friend brings her son to a sports camp each year in where else, but good old Wisconsin!  And the so mentioned camp is only about an hour or so away from my parents resort!  We talked about getting together some time this summer.  I would really love that.  I told her that maybe we could organize a little reunion with our elementary school and neighborhood friends from long ago.  After all, there are many of us that still live here. 

 I enthusiastically told Mr. T. about Leslie, our childhood and how I found her on Facebook.  I told him about the camp in northern Wisconsin that my friend is bringing her son to this summer and about the possibility of having our little reunion.  His response? “Oh, that would be so great, honey!  Good for you!  I would love to meet Leslie.  Ummmm, can she bring Brooke?”

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